yogen | It's time for a FAMILY MEETING!

Who: Everyone!
When: May 11th, 6 PM
Where: Class 1-B (Gaming Club Items have been stored safely)
What: It's time for a family meeting! Because seriously some things need to be DISCUSSED.
WARNINGS: Death and murder, discussions of cannibalism

After a night of a feral cat losing it's goddamn mind, a day of half the adults and several students looking absolutely exhausted and more, and the end of the auction, clearly something is up. Plus, there'd been plans to investigate certain things after the last meeting that never had been elaborated on. So this time, Nene takes things into her own hands. So once again, transfer students will find a note in their lockers requesting their presence at Class 1-B at 6 PM, after everyone else has gone home.

Even if last time was... kind of a mess.

Is she desperate enough to enact a speaking ball? ... Not yet. But in her pockets is a brand new NERF gun and five darts.

So she unearths the cardboard jail, set up around some desks in the corner, but otherwise clears the board and sets out pieces of chalk... but hoo boy, does she look kind of miffed? And it doesn't even have anything to do with Hanako-kun cracking up at Gay Baby Jail. He'll understand soon enough.

On the board is several things in chalk- "LAST NIGHT", "NEW THINGS" and "FROM LAST TIME" with lines underneath, like she's perparing to take notes. Thankfully, there is more than one piece of chalk however.

// OOC RULES

As with last time, this is a free-for-all! Feel free to start discussions, theories, or share information and jump around between things and include everyone! Inviting others into the discussion is great, everyone should get a chance to be involved.

HOWEVER: LET THE OOC DISCOVERER SHARE THEIR OWN DISCOVERIES ICly. People work hard for their clues and information, and there should be no thunder-stealing!

Should there be any concerns or suggestions for the setup, please just let me know!

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[He takes a pencil and starts prying it apart, bodies is one thing, a rotten sandwich is another thing]

It does appear to be a chip butty...

( he doesn't know what that is... what are you saying to him? )

I didn't know chips had friends...

( sighs... )

Even a small snack is able to gain something so strong... and a roach like me can't even do that.

'Butty', not Buddy. It's chips in bread... with what appear to have been a brown sauce.

[A pause, right most of them aren't from England, let alone 'earth'.]

A butty is a Britishism for a filled sandwich, usually buttered.

So you're saying a chip hasn't acquired a friend before me?

( a pause, yeah, he has priorities. )

Man... Maybe I'm not that worthless after all. There's still time...

Edited 2021-05-14 22:28 (UTC)

I doubt a chip can befriend anyone in this universe.

[The problem of being from a place where multiple worlds interpretation is not only a known theory, but something that has been shown to be objectively true, one cannot dismiss weirdness of other worlds, such as sapient chips - even if such worlds would be pruned early.]

I hardly think anyone here is worthless.

That's a pretty cold and heartless assessment. ( who was the one who said the fridge was alive? if sherlock was able to expose that, then... what other items does he know that are alive. )

Do you have a talent that can sense whether they are or not?

( well, does he? )

Worthless people have trouble seeing other as worthless... don't worry, you'll get used to it soon!

Sherlock Holmes is hardly worthless in the capacity you're implying.

[Hey uh Komaeda

You know how you get protective of Ultimates?

Yeah, so, uh. You maybe just pushed a button you shouldn't have.]

( oh, he knows that voice, and of course he welcomes it with ease. )

Moriarty-san, are you being his vocal piece today?

( yes, he may be in trouble, but he's enjoying this all the same. )

There's no need to be concerned about him, you've raised his hope, didn't you? ( he sighs, looking at sherlock for a moment before turning to moriarty. ) He should be able to handle me all by himself.

I have honestly been called far worse before.

[Some quite unprintable, including the incident where he lost his right cuspid at Carthing cross]

Moriarty-san has put a lot of work into you, if trash like me could ruin that then...

( he sighs, shaking his head. )

That would be despairing... luckily, there's nothing I can do! A pleasure to meet the person's hope who's been watching alongside me.

( he already met sherlock, but komaeda's mind works in mysterious ways. )

I do not believe you had ruined anything, and I am hardly anyone's project.

[There is a definite moment of...what? Shock? Panic, even? When Komaeda mentions Moriarty putting work into Sherlock, but he masters it quickly and steps away from the conversation, looking pointedly away.

It's practically an open book for his nemesis, but that's the price he'll have to pay.]

[Oh he notices that, and quietly files it away for when things are less chaotic... which doesn't seem like that'll be anytime soon]

( is there a problem? honestly, komaeda doesn't see one because he's honest when it comes to helping the growth of his fellow ultimates. even when they don't want to hear it, not only that, he peers between the two before casually departing from sherlock to standing next to moriarty. )

Moriarty-san? ( is this one of those moments where they have to go to a quiet room and talk? )

....It's nothing, Komaeda. Please, you can continue your discussion.

[There's....a lot under the surface, and Moriarty actually looks like someone who is suddenly severely uneasy but desperately hiding it.]

I will be fine...You're merely a little too perceptive for your own good.

( it's the "i will be" for him, enough to tell him that the other is trying to get himself together. who knows, maybe komaeda shouldn't read into his words so literally. instead he stares down at the other, and his smile widens because this is one of those moments where hope overcomes all. )

I was having a discussion? ( did he forget or is he doing that on purpose, either way, his attention is on moriarty now.

I must have forgot all about it... ( he stands in place, almost waiting for a better response. ) I'm excited to do this with you... feed their hopes.

[Welp! Sorry Holmes, he yoinked your conversation partner by accident.]

With Holmes, actually - but if you'd rather stay with this old man, then I have no complaints.

[He smiles at the attention - after all, it's rare someone actively seeks him out over his much more famous nemesis - and inclines his head.]

Feed their hopes, is it...? Yes, I can see how this would do that. We've apparently learned quite a bit, these past few weeks.

It's time for a FAMILY MEETING!

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